Bonnie

This has been a recent poem published by my friend, Ian @ Multiply and I found it very interesting so I'm forwarding it here to share with you. Hope you will like it too!
eNjOy! Have a pleasant day!

Graceful movement down the aisle,
Father’s pride and Mother’s joy,
On her lips the bridal smile,
Dazzles now the waiting boy.

Father grasps her tighter still,
Loathe is he to lose his girl,
Dove chirps on the window sill,
Waits to see the veil unfurl.

Mother sobs with silent tear,
Joy and sadness mingled there,
Sobered with a silent fear
,Wonders how the loss she’ll bear.

Long ago the baby born,
Mother’s joy and Father’s pride,
Now from Mother’s side she’s torn,
Baby girl now radiant bride.

Quickly all those years passed by,
Memories steeped in family love,
Bonnie catches Mother’s eye,
Glancing back to boy above.

Boy advances ramrod straight,
Takes his bride from Father’s arm,
Look of love for his soul mate,
Couple’s love the parent’s balm.

Both of them have said “I do”
Now they’re married man and wife,
Parents greet the happy two,
Wish them joy and peace in life.

“© Ian Grice 2010 all rights reserved”

Life in bLoGspace!

My absence from the silence has really made me brood over my lazyself from here. But, I do frequently write offline. Just that.....reasons beyond reasonable doubts! GuLp!
Anyway, I am here and I take this opportunity to thank all those who has been regularly popping in and out of my page! Thank you!

Since my last bLoG on the title "Chronicles of mebefree", I had been scribbling another version of my life as a bLoGger and here it is after some months of mind-boggling. Guess I should step up and post out!

It is the surfing,
Mostly about writing,
The words of phrases,
They came in with praises!

It is what's in your mind,
About what you find,
Along came the friendship,
Something you ably seek!

It gets you into links,
They certainly make your heart sing,
Not much in the verses,
But a lot more than it really does!

It is some kinda profiling,
Nothing more to be preaching,
Probably it is an anatomy,
Might have been a sanctuary!

It comes in many forms,
As you boldly go beyond,
It gets you skin deep,  

When you just couldn't sleep!

It is all that you'd say,
Putting the happenings into essay,
They are there to stay,
Whatever come what may!

It mustn't get you into more stress,
You might forget that you needed rests,
Remember to log off just in case,
B'Cos your Life is in bLoGspace!

The Enchanted Forest

Such an enchantment of what is being surpassed at a innocent forest, the feeling of being there in serenity, read on.....

What sights we find beneath canopy
Maybe the little fairies see
Watch them as they have fun and play
Singing and dancing throughout the day

See them ride the fireflies
Soar through the air on butterflies
Jumping off the mushroom stool
Into water leaf filled with morning dew

Climbing webs the spiders weave
High into the canopy
Bouncing and jumping, they take a leap
Landing on the web made trampoline

Oh, I never shall forget this day
Seeing the fairies while they play
Happy and smiling, seems to me
Just how I thought fairies should be

I decided to watch til night
I heard that's when they take to flight
When the children get in their beds
On the pillow rest their head

The fairy dust, is sprinkled light
Children dream, sweet dreams at night
Through night, this keeps them safe
Fairy dust is really great

Dawn, brings them all back home to sleep
On wildflowers land their feet
Curled up in a tiny ball
They'll rest til the wake up call

This was to be my secret, too
A tale I could not keep from you
Be careful when you see the light
The little fairies , not to fright

In appreciation to my friend Gloria of Michigan

A POEM she composed, written & published at Y!360

Love is Just Love to Be

When looking at love you may see,
It is totally a life full of mystery,
It dwells in lovers' heart,
It seems never wanting to depart!

Whispering a whole world of sighs,
It gushes outwards like ocean tides,
One breath of Love from within,
Your ego will be filled with feelings!

Looking on to love is like a dream,
As if spreading your unseen wings,
Love is meant always to be,
It makes your heart feeling so free!

Just let your love rise and let it show,
It may be just a moment ago,
Once it starts you will know,
Your heart's feelings will show!

Oh, such a love is meant to be,
Your heart feels so forever free,
Never enough of the longing,
Your heart will never stop singing!

And love truely is amazing,
It is many a splendoured thing,
From the start of a new beginning,
Through the journey, Love has no ending!




" ENDLESS LOVE " arts by Alfred Gockel  
 

Life in the Limelights

As I journey my nite life as The Midnite Cowboy, roaming the streets into the limelights in such places like The Midnite Inn and another known as Cool Box, I've come to a simple conclusion of the lives these young girls and women who came from far away distant land as visitors. 
They conquer and made this their promise land. And so they thought in their dreams but it ain't easy! Still, it's their high risk livelihood anyway! My following poem briefly depicts one of such stories......
  
He thought you always wanted him as a friend,
And you assured him that you would mend,
But then it's tough for you to amend,
When all you care most is how he would spend!

You try and try all that you can,
And you'd lead him on till the very end,
If all you dream of is to make your nights grand,
Then in what way can all this lead to a promise land?

Your work concerns many many fans,
They come and go after each blend,
It seems they are just giving you a helping hand,
But still you lead them on and keep them in suspense!

All that comes are none other than men,
Who'd just fill up your pockets and your bank,
In your mind you are thinking of how much home you'd send,
How would you cope with all that you need to attend? 

Life for you is just a living pretense,
Nothing matters most when money is your essence,
You always say you'd try a better life and yet you can't,
In what way then you can make some sense?

LIBRA is ME, I am LIBRA!

Me, I am Libra,
The sign of a Scale,
A slightly inbalanced Star,
Planet Venus from up above,
It's the control of my blood,
Air is my quality with romantic moods,
Not without sensitivity that I should!

Sentiments I have by nature,
Vulnerable and yet social,
Excessively conciliating,
My refined tastes of esthetic sense,
Fridays suits me best,
It is good and immense!

My favorite numbers comes in even,
Colors are yellow, green, white and crimson,
Diamonds, jades and opals are my elements,
Charming with pleasant personailty,
Though it doesn't mean that I could be handsome!

My nature comes very artistic,
All beautiful things come in turn,
Love in greatness that I yearn,
Brotherly and friendly are in my harmony,
Dislikes most that goes ugly,
Or things that gives me agony!

I live by tact of consent,
Always try to be fair with reasons,
Even though there are lots of emotions,
My Justice is in the sense of consideration,
And it comes in many directions!

So it depicts most of my characteristics of the Astrological Sign, almost!

I NEED YOU

The following is a puzzle from my bLoGger friend,

JEN @Y!360

hope it puzzles & is entertaining...eNjOy!

I'll never know what brought me here

as if somebody led my hand.

It seems I hardly had to steer - my course was planned.

And destiny, it guides us all;

and by its hand we rise and fall.

But only for a moment time,

enough to catch our breath again.

And we're just another piece of the puzzle,

just another part of the plan.

How one life touches the other,

is so hard to understand.

Still we walk this road together.

We try and go as far as we can.

And we have waited for this moment in time ever since the world began.

Taken in the times gone by we wonder how it all began.

We never know,

and still we try to understand.

And even though the seasons change,

the reasons shall remain the same.

It's love that keeps us holding on,

till we can see the sun again.

And I stand alone,

a woman of stone,

against the driving rain.

And the night,

it's got your number - and the wind,

it cries your name.

And we search for clues,

win or lose,

in this we're all the same.

The hope still burns eternal,

we're the keeper of the flame.
will always need you boo.

Our Bird Friends

"This poem is about the interaction of birds and animals we see every day from the family room window." Ian Grice
Lorikeets from feeders look,
Neighbour’s cat lurks nearby tree,
Loves his secret shady nook,
Watching birds and watching me.
Raven sitting on the fence,
Cocks his head from side to side,
Arching wings in quick defence,
Calls his mate come sit beside.
Magpie searching on the lawn,
Cool where insects love to play,
He’ll check out the stands of corn,
Chuckling on this sunny day.
Pigeons cooing on the ground,
Grateful for the seeds that fell,
Listening for a danger sound,
Cat’s around and they can tell.
Wagtail takes his daily swim,
In the birdbath on the path,
Watch him on the water skim,
Antics make the children laugh.
Parrots flying overhead,
Shout their blessings as they go,
They look rather overfed,
Proudly let their plumage show.
Neighbour’s dog now watching cat,
Loudly barks to let all know,
Cat retreats from where she sat,
Birds watch their departing foe.
Lorikeets now screech their cry,
Seeds in feeder running low,
Mocking as the cat runs by,
Glad to see this hunter go.
Then when sunset shows its face,
All will find their night retreat,
Waiting morning sun to grace,
They’ll return the day to greet.

A Poem by Ian Grice © 2008 ( published at Y!360 dated Sept. 4th, 2008 )

The Chronicles of mebeFree

I am True but I'm not Real,
I am Sincere but I'm not Reachable!
I am Truthful but I'm Untoucable,
I am Lovable but I am out of Hugs!

When you think it's me, I am Not!
You thought you see me, you just might Not!
When you thought you knew me, you May not!
We are all for a thought, as we're on the bLoG!

If you think I just bLoG, I simply just not!
I have the Words that could rock,
I am the tune that you just might sought!
Am I or am I Not?

But truely I am no other,
Then The Midnite bLoGger!
I am also The Midnite Surfer!
I am the one at a place they called BLOGGER!

My POEMs sing out loud to your hearts,
Sweet, sentimental and very soft!
I'm also yours truely The Midnite Cowboy,
Well, do you know Not?

I am that guy who roamed the Streets,
I get around at nite and feel the Breeze,
The joyous blue bird that flies so free,
It's the symbolic icon of mebeFree!

In appreciation to my good artist friend, Abeth Rivera

who took the time and effort to sketch me,

and thanks to her for sweeping away my discarded paper!

Peace - It's Only Home

This following Poem, another version of PEACE was published by Swami V. and I find it very meaningful and I'd like to share it with you! Hope it'll shed some light - eNjOy!

Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is not power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light.

It is joy that never spoke,
And grief unfelt, profound,
Immortal life unlived,
Eternal death unmourned.

It is not joy nor sorrow,
But that which is between,
It is not noght nor morrow,
But that which joins them in.

It is sweet rest in music;
And pause in sacred art;
Between silence and passion;
It is the calm of heart.

It is beauty never seen,
And love that stands alone,
It is song that lives un-sung,
And knowledge never known.

It is death between two lives,
And lull between two storms,
The void whence rose creation,
And that where it returns.

To it the tear-drop goes,
To spread the smiling form
It is the Goal of Life,
And Peace — its only home.